Friday, April 30, 2004

- clown college -

2 TV commercials that really annoy me:

• Qwest: Gotta be the most narcissistic/eye-roll-inducing ad campaign since that "I called my Saturn dealer when I was in ER and didn't know who else to call" commercial from a few years ago.
• Foster Farms Chicken: Let me get this straight... These chickens are pretending to be Washington-grown so that more people would buy them and *eat* them?

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

- insulation annihilation -

3 interesting things I learned this week:

• It takes 250,000 crunches to burn one pound of fat.
• Doing crunches on a Swiss exercise ball works abdominal muscles up to 400% more than similar exercises done on a flat surface.
• Starving yourself only teaches your body to store fat more efficiently since it has no clue when (or if) there's more fuel coming.

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

- all that jazz -

You know what bothers me about Sammy Sosa? After 15+ years, he still can't properly pronounce the name of the city that loves him so dearly.

Saturday, April 24, 2004

- rock your body -

BEP part deux was a blast. The concert was pretty much the same as the night before, but with one major difference: Justin Timberlake. Yep, everybody's favorite boy-bander made a surprise guest appearance during the encore and completely stole the show. There was no wardrobe malfunction, however. Oh well.

Friday, April 23, 2004

- elephunk -

Yolande got us into the sold-out Black Eyed Peas concert at Richard's on Richards last night. (Thanks Yolande -- you rock!) I was super excited because this was my first hip-hop concert since Eminem/Dre/Snoop at the EMP a few years back (unless you count the Cut Chemist solo show -- does that qualify as hip-hop?).

A few notes about the show:

• I think the only black people at the show were the band. Very surreal. That's Canada for ya, I guess.
• The show itself was a huge disappointment. Terrible sound quality, far too much free-stylin' and other annoying crap. Just stick to the hits, man.
• Wasn't all that impressed with Fergie's abs either. "She must have been drinking beer since making those music videos," said Christian.
• My favorite moment: will.i.am's anti-US, pro-Canada rant, during which he asked (rhetorically) "when was the last time you heard of a Canadian mass-murderer?" We were all like, "um, ever heard of the Pickton pig farm?"
• The show did end on a high note as they closed the set with Shut Up, and then did a quick encore with Where is the Love?

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

- worse than william hung -

That means fuck all. The sympathy vote.

- Sick Boy, Trainspotting

Monday, April 19, 2004

- did i not ask for merlot? -

Christian says he's gonna fold his clothes this way from now on. Interesting, but I think I'll stick with the tried-and-true Club Monaco method.

And those of you who wanted to know where I learned to fold fitted sheets so efficiently: Martha Stewart, of course.

Thursday, April 15, 2004

- truth or dare -

I know I'll regret this one, but apparently *everyone* is doing it, so here it goes. This is a limited-time offer, so act now!

1. Ask me 3 questions, no more no less.
2. Ask me anything you want.
3. Then go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

Saturday, April 10, 2004

- this week's sign of the apocalypse -

I saw an Asian boy working at an Abercrombie & Fitch store today.

Monday, April 5, 2004

- better to burn out than fade away -

Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally

- Nirvana, Pennyroyal Tea

Saturday, April 3, 2004

- i want my muchmusic -

Arguments for music video directors making feature films:
- David Fincher, Mark Romanek, Michel Gondry, Spike Jonze, Jonathan Glazer

Arguments against:
- Michael Bay, McG, Brett Ratner

Reserving judgment for now:
- Jonas Åkerlund

Am I missing anyone obvious?

Friday, April 2, 2004

- will work for food -

I spent a couple of hours yesterday at a nursing home (er, I mean "retirement community") up in Shoreline where Mike works. He needed to talk to a resident who only speaks Korean, and he figured it'd be easier/cheaper to bribe me with free lunch than hire a real interpreter.

It was spooky how much this place reminded me of Grandpa Simpson's nursing home. There were tons of lifeless old people who just sat there staring at the floor (even in the "activity room"), and others all had this "will you take me home?" look on their faces. And the place reeked of urine. And they all wanted to touch me for some reason. Not that I was expecting a cheerful, happy place, but it was just too depressing.

Being an interpreter was a little harder than I thought, probably because my Korean vocab sucks now. How do you say "social worker" in Korean anyways? Also, note to self: don't just translate everything literally. The guy kept on saying "I should've died that day" (referring to the day he had a stroke) which is not an uncommon thing to say in Korea when you think you're being a burden, but I made a mistake of telling Mike sans context, and he got all worried that this guy was suicidal. Oops.